My grandma is the most important person in my life. She was involved in my entire childhood. Maybe it really means that good people don't live long, and she couldn't accompany me for the rest of my life. I wanted to write about my grandma's children's family, all based on real events, because I was afraid that at some point the traces of grandma's presence around me would disappear.
I'm a new author and my writing style is immature, so please forgive me.
Concept: A story about short-lived parents and the growth of the younger generation